Levon's Kin: A Vigilante Justice Thriller by Chuck Dixon

Author:Chuck Dixon [Dixon, Chuck]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781685490300
Publisher: Rough Edges Press
Published: 2022-03-08T16:00:00+00:00

27

“Things just got officially fucked up,” Danny Huff said. It was a general announcement to the state highway cops and county forensics geeks working around him on the road surface.

“Yes, sir,” Trooper Durward said.

County and state cars were parked along the shoulder of the road, lights twirling. Cruisers blocked the road leaving a traffic-free mile of backwoods switchback exclusive to investigators. The road generally ran north-south through deep woods following the floor of a holler and connecting a township and county road. Only a few properties along the little-used way. Marked with rusted mailboxes, the houses were invisible at the ends of unpaved driveways running far back into the trees. Not a much-traveled road. The body had been found by a driver heading to work a morning shift at the Home Depot in Haley.

The state bureau agent and the trooper stood in booties watching the bustle of an evidence team photographing, measuring and searching the cracked asphalt for more things to photograph and measure. They moved along, dropping yellow wedge markers behind them like bunny-suited Hansels and Gretels. They were following a trail of drying blood running parallel with the dotted white line in the middle of the road. The trail was thick in places, thin in others, and finally dribbled away to a series of blobs in shrinking sizes over almost a half-mile of road surface.

“What will come of all this? Other than long hours and a shit-pile of reports?” Danny said. He flicked a ghostly white moth from his sleeve.

“Nothing good, sir,” Durward said. He stood stolid with thumbs hooked in his gun belt.

“Hey, Danny. You still lead on this?” A county forensics tech walked up to Danny.

“I am that place where the shit gathers, Elliott,” Danny said.

"It is a close one. Damn this humidity." Elliott Crabb took the fingers of his vinyl gloves in his fingers and popped them off. He pulled the zipper of his bunny suit down to reveal a t-shirt sodden with sweat. He removed tissue from somewhere inside the suit and wiped the condensation from his glasses.

“I think we’d all appreciate it if atrocities like this were committed on more clement days,” Danny said. A wince more than a smile.

“What we have is a white male. Middle-aged. Naked. Bound by the wrists. Up this way.” Elliott pointed north to where the road curved away around a rock face jutting off the sloping ground.

“We know who he is?”

“He’s printed. We’re waiting to hear back.”

“Cause of death?”

“Blood loss. Bled out.”

“Shot? Stabbed?” Danny said.

“It’s more complicated. Up there is most of the victim.” Elliott nodded north then pointed south. “His tackle is down there.”

“You mean he was castrated?”

“After a fashion.”

“You gonna make me beg, Elliott?”

“It’s only an idea, mind you. But I think he was being dragged behind a vehicle with some kind of line tied around his genitals. A rope or cable. Somewhere back where the body lies the man and his special purpose became separated.”

“Jesus almighty.” Danny eyed the trail of blood droplets spattered on the white line with a fresh understanding.

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